After communicating with Liu Yiyi, Ye Yun turned around and cast a strand of his Divine Sense into the Black Stone Treasury. Upon seeing the various heavenly and earthly treasures within, he couldn't help but nod inwardly.

Indeed, this Dark Divine Dragon had built quite a collection.

However, time had taken its toll, with some of the treasures already decayed.

Despite this, the treasures in the Black Stone Treasury were still awe-inspiring.

Of course, none of these items caught Ye Yun's interest.

However, they could be added to the Dragon God Sect's Treasure Pavilion.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Yun collected the entire Black Stone Treasury.

"Brother Yun, should we go back now?" Liu Yiyi asked quietly, a hint of reluctance still in her water-like beautiful eyes. However, having cultivated for a hundred thousand years, Liu Yiyi's Dao Heart was firm, and that trace of reluctance quickly vanished.

"Let's not rush," Ye Yun said thoughtfully, looking around. "There's something odd about this Cloud Mark Cave. We should explore a bit."

The bodies of the six Immortal honoring practitioners he had previously killed were still around, unmoved. However, for some reason, Ye Yun found that the energy from the flesh and blood on the corpses of these God King Level Cultivators seemed to have diminished slightly.

Upon hearing Ye Yun's words, Liu Yiyi felt a chill run down her spine. It seemed as if within this Cloud Mark Cave, an invisible pair of eyes were watching her.

Ye Yun walked over to Skyfire God Honored's corpse and carefully sensed it. After some investigation, he confirmed that there was indeed a slight loss of flesh-and-blood energy.

It should be known... all of these were cultivators of the Divine Sovereign Realm, with powerful physiques. Even in death, their bodies contained potent energy. If left within the Cloud Mark Cave, they wouldn't decay for at least ten thousand years. Yet, just now, right under his nose, each corpse had lost a bit of its flesh-and-blood energy.

"Will you come out on your own, or must I drag you out?" Ye Yun suddenly spoke, his gaze sweeping the surrounding void, his tone calm.

Silence reigned, with no apparent response to Ye Yun's words.

"Very well, then I'll drag you out." A mysterious smile touched the corners of Ye Yun's lips. He had just mastered a peerless Divine Skill, perfect for this situation.

"Thousand Threads!" Ye Yun formed hand seals and let out a low cry.

At that moment, a silver sphere of light, about ten feet across, ignited behind him, radiating a dazzling brilliance.

SWISH! SWISH!

The silver sphere of light spun continuously, shooting out countless silver threads, fine as hair. The number of silver threads was incalculable, immeasurable. Endlessly, the silver threads extended, searching in every direction of the Cloud Mark Cave.

"What kind of Divine Skill is this?" Liu Yiyi stared, wide-eyed, at the silver threads that filled the sky, an indescribable shock in her heart. Those silver threads gave her an extremely strange and terrifying feeling, as if contact would mean being instantly sliced apart.

The unending threads continued to expand into the depths of the Cloud Mark Cave. Whether in the void, on the ground, across mountains and rivers, or even deep underground, silver threads were now everywhere. These silver threads, as if alive, searched tirelessly.

Ye Yun watched all this with a faint smile. This Thousand Threads Divine Skill originated from a powerful being in a certain dimensional universe, a self-created Divine Skill. When that powerful being unleashed this technique, the entire universe would fill with silver threads, and no life form could hide from them. Although each thread was as fine and soft as a strand of hair, it was incredibly sharp, comparable to a God level Divine Weapon. These threads could not only cut but also entwine. Once targeted, escape would be exceedingly difficult.

In that universe, the mere mention of Thousand Threads would evoke immense terror.

SWISHING...

The overwhelming silver threads increasingly saturated every part of the Cloud Mark Cave.

Suddenly, a streak of white light shot out violently from the ground, flying at high speed, constantly evading the pursuit of the silver threads.

Seeing that strange thing emerge, Ye Yun couldn't help but sneer. His Hand Seal shifted slightly, and silver threads from all other directions converged on the peculiar object.

The ball of white light darted left and right in the air, flying at high speed, but the countless silver threads moved ever faster, relentlessly pursuing it.

Soon, every inch of space within the Cloud Mark Cave was permeated with silver threads, and the ball of white light finally had nowhere to hide.

"Stop!" A furious roar, tinged with a childlike quality, suddenly erupted from within the white light.

Ye Yun was momentarily stunned.

The silver threads instantly halted in mid-air, forming an encirclement that sealed off the white light from every direction.

The ball of white light also stopped, its radiance fading to reveal a youth dressed in white.

"Aren't you going too far, Your Excellency?" the white-robed youth stared coldly at Ye Yun, his eyes blazing with boundless fury. "You entered my Cloud Mark Cave, took the Black Stone Treasury, and now you want to silence me by killing me?"

The aura emanating from him suddenly became incredibly powerful, skyrocketing from the Ninth Level of God-Honor Realm all the way to the Divine King Realm!

A vast pressure, as if countless towering mountains were crashing down, descended. Liu Yiyi grunted, her body swaying, finding it hard to withstand. A red light flashed, and the Red Tassel Battle Armor suddenly appeared, making her feel somewhat relieved.

Ye Yun, however, felt nothing. The aura of a Divine King Realm expert posed no threat to him.

"Divine King Realm? Who exactly are you?" Ye Yun's eyes narrowed slightly as he asked coldly. In the Divine Land, anyone capable of cultivating to the Divine King Realm was an extraordinary figure. Could this be one of the masterminds?

"Since you know I'm at the Divine King Realm, why haven't you surrendered?" The white-robed youth declared with a cold, aloof expression, looking down on them with an air of superiority.

"So what if you're at the Divine King Realm?" Seeing the white-robed youth still daring to threaten him, a spark of anger flared in Ye Yun's heart.

The Thousand Threads Divine Skill activated once more.

SWISH! SWISH!

Countless silver threads, like innumerable sharp swords, stabbed towards the white-robed youth from all directions.

The white-robed youth's expression changed drastically. He once again transformed into a streak of light and fled in another direction.

This fellow... why does he only know how to run? As Ye Yun watched the white-robed youth, a flash of insight struck him. Could it be that this guy is bluffing?

Thinking this, Ye Yun fiercely intensified the Thousand Threads Divine Skill. Innumerable silver threads, like an overwhelming tide, blocked every escape route, completely surrounding the ball of white light.

The encirclement shrank rapidly.

Facing the silver threads from every conceivable angle, the ball of white light could no longer find any path to break through.

WHOOSH...

The endless silver threads, with irresistible force, instantly enveloped the ball of white light. The silver threads didn't cut but instead tightly bound the light, finally forming a large silver cocoon in mid-air.

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